TIWIS

ALPHA: The Day We Met... 2.1

A few days had passed since my incident with 'the jock'. As I walked down the hall, I smiled to myself as I had just aced my History of the Ancients test - as if it wasn't expected - but still, I was happy with myself. I reached my locker organizing my books inside, and then - she came.
She was Ailey Dasha Anderson, so everyone called her Ada (pronounced Ah-Dah), everyone except me. I called her Wailey (W. Ailey - the W meaning weird). Wailey was the only person in school that talked to me. She basically talks to everybody. She was a person everyone had to like, she was friendly, smart and most importantly, she was RICH (technically, her parents were rich). Wailey drove a Zenvo ST1 to school just so people wouldn't say she was a spoilt brat, and a spoilt brat is exactly what she was. Also, she looked down on the norms of the school, which included social barriers and is completely blind when it comes to differentiating between the people she should and shouldn't be seen with. It is for this particular reason that she became Wailey to me, this and the fact that she was downright weird. And although people try to explain to her the social barrier thing no one ever tells her to her face that she was weird (well no one but me), because her parents owned all the mines surrounding the town, and she could literally buy them.
"Hi!" Wailey said looking so enthusiastic, that it could be contagious. I looked back at her confused before my brain finally registered what it was staring at. She was wearing a brightly, almost neon orange top with a lemon skirt. Her hair had sparkly accessories on it, glittering as the lights hit them, making it hard to look at her. Her makeup was the only thing that was a slight bit normal, but she must have put on cherry perfume because that's how she smelled. I wanted to barf. I ignored her greeting and just spurted out, "you look like a fruit". She looked at me and smiled saying in a very unusual high-pitched voice, "Aww. I didn't think I could pull it off. That was the look. Thank you." I was looking at her dumbfounded when she finally said, rather asked, "So what you'd been up to lately?" I didn't answer straightforwardly, trying not to say anything I would regret, I answered her question with another question, "what could a person like me possibly be up to?" she furrowed her brows clearly waiting for me to give her a more concrete answer, "Nothing!" I said in a more matter of fact manner. She relaxed her brows putting her nose up in the air and started walking away. I sighed putting the remaining of my books in my locker. She stopped in her tracks, realizing that I wasn't beside her, she turned back facing me and asked, "Aren't you coming?" I rolled my eyes walking towards her, as complying was easier than arguing, which generally does not end well. As I reached where she was, she smiled and mischievously said, "That's not what I heard".